Just a Heads Up

I had just woken up prematurely, distracted by an unfamiliar noise. A squeak, what ever it came from.

I pushed the quilt off of me and slipped out of bed, only to hear the same noise again and again, over and over as I moved. What ever could possibly cause the noises and sounds, I had no idea.

I pushed the quilt off of me and slipped out of bed, only to hear the same noise again and again, over and over as I moved. What ever could possibly cause the noises and sounds, I had no idea.

Though I soon figured, they were coming from me, when I move, the sounds came back. Every time I move, it is there again, how odd.

In the darkness of the room, I did not quite notice the slight change in hue from pink to cerise, or how my hide is shiny, rather than the healthily glossy coat I had the night before as I went to bed. How or why it happened, I had no idea, maybe I would know by tomorrow, or maybe I would never know. Right now I wouldn't care either way. Too much of what I do, only work when I don't know how or why. With that, I had long since stopped asking.

Fresh out of bed, I energetically rubbed my eyes to push the slip out of mind. I guess I could as well try to make something useful with the time I had.

Then it hit me, I had a few Muffins from the other day, I could have these for an early breakfast. I sure am hungry enough. With that, I scurried to the door, slipped out of my room and down to the kitchen where the pastries are stored. Then I managed to fetch myself a pitcher of juice and a glass.

I slipped the paper off of the first of the Muffins and bit into it, savouring the taste, before I took a sip of juice. Slowly chewing the pastries, while sipping on the juice. Trying my best to take my time, but the pastries only last so long. Then I put the pitcher back and wash the glass, before going out.

Just as I went out, I noticed another strange detail, something more about me had apparently changed. This reminded me of what I sometimes used to do for fun and to tease a few others. I now have three balloons tied to my body, two blue and a yellow one. What may have excited or scared you, the balloons suspended me mere inches off of the ground.

“Iiiih!” I exclaimed as I flailed madly with all my four legs, finding myself moving forwards slowly.

For a long moment, I just aimlessly moved along the streets of Ponyville, where I live. Only then, I saw the first Pony, who was just leaving her home and I just had to pass her by. With that I steer my way towards her, just stopping before her.

“You want to panic with me?” I asked.

She just stared at me for a good long moment, before looking away. Then she looked at me again, with a strange confusion on her eyes.

Maybe she wasn't the Mare to panic, but I still just had to ask, it was one of these moments. At least, to me it was. For some reason, the situation just was so hysterical.

“Do you?” I enquired.

After a while longer, she merely shook her head, before responding.

“No, not right now!” she pondered.

“Okeley dokeley!” I responded, before I continued, speeding ahead.

“Iiiih!” I exclaimed as I continued on my hilarious rout of panicking.

Just like I had told Twilight Sparkle, that one time, it is fun to be scared. This is about as much fun as it could be. If only I had realised back then, just how much fun this really was.

I recall it had been Nightmare Night at the time and I had been wearing the 'Chicken Suit', running around like a scared chicken, several foals in tow. Luna had been the perfect cover, even when it had been Rainbow Dash who had been behind several pranks aimed at me. I had been told later.

The Chicken Suit had been ingenious. The way it excused me for running around, screaming merely the tip of the ice-berg. The best part is how it allowed me to eat candy, without allowing the wrappings getting in the way. The beak could be used to pick out the candy with any aids, like unicorn magic. Ofhorse, it had been a beautiful suit. In fact, I still do have it locked away for next year. I intend to use it next year, and the year after that. Wearing and enjoying it feels exciting.

Just the fond memory alone made me giggle inwardly as I screamed in panic, flailing wildly with my legs as I slowly moved forwards. Since my hooves couldn't reach the ground, I couldn't gallop away and wasn't very fast, but that was the idea in the first place.

I had heard of what happened to Flutter Shy, now the Flutter Bat. She just had to be up early and going out while it is still dark. In the name of Celestia, she just had to be the one to actually see me first. I may have seen a Pony earlier today, but it is Flutter Bat who was the first to actually see me. Maybe I was simply impossible to for her to miss in my current state. I was after all screaming on the top of my lungs in panic.

There she was, standing before me, blocking my way. She simply looked at me strangely, as if something had been wrong. There is nothing wrong, is there?

“Hi, Pinkie Pie. You are up early. What set you up this particular morning?” she peeped out in her usual quiet voice.

The look on her face had just stopped me dead in my track. For a moment I just stood there quiet, still. Not saying a word. I had even dropped my balloons at this point.

“Hi, Flutter Bat. Yeah, I just noticed that. I just felt up for an early flight of panicking around on, or rather over the streets of Ponyville!” I responded.

“Just like when you did that last time, just that you never did it quite this early. Where did your balloons go? I know I saw them, just a moment ago, now they are just gone. As if they vanished into thin air?” Flutter Bat pondered.

“Just like last time, yeah. I just didn't realize, just how fun it is, back then. The balloons? I'm on the ground? My wonderful balloons? I can't see them either, you didn't see where they flew off towards, then?” I responded in a surprised voice.

“I guess you always do these kinds of things, Pinkie Pie. This time, I guess you are too random, even for yourself. No, I managed to miss it. They are just gone, as if they had never been there. That's why I asked in the first place. How did you do that?” Flutter Bat enquired in a curious, worried voice, not quite as quiet as she used to be.

“This is just too fun to pass up, wish you could just try it for this once, too, Flutter Bat. Woah, too random? Just gone, now I am about to start panicking again, my balloons are just gone? They can't be gone. How? I have no idea, but I guess that is part of the trick? Iiiih!” I said, suddenly braking off in panic.

Only now the balloons were back where they should be. With the small exception, Flutter Bat found herself hanging from a small set of balloons as well.

“Iiiiiiiih!” Flutter Bat squealed, as she realised what had just happened, as she helplessly flailed her hooves just above the ground, where she had so recently been standing, only to move forwards slowly.

“Iiiih!” I filled in, soon following her with merely a few yards between us.

Now, this is starting to be fun, in a strangely hilarious way, I realised. A few minutes she managed to catch her wits, in the next block of houses. Yet, she kept the pace for a good while longer, staying on the track she had set of on. With that, I had to follow her in order to keep track of the joy she had started to spread.

After several minutes, I noticed that we were closing in on the Carouselle Boutique, where Rarity currently is standing with a strange look on her face as she saw Flutter Bat with three balloons tied to her belly with her legs flailing madly while she moved forwards. The next moment I could see Sweetie Belle standing beside her.

Just before Flutter Bat had reached to the two unicorns, they realised a set of balloons had materialised, tied to their respective belly. With that they were both pulled up from the ground.

“Iiiih!” they yelled as they initially panicked in response to the unexpected occurrence.

With legs flailing insanely, they soon started to move forwards, leading Flutter Bat and me forwards along the street in Ponyville.

Even as they calmed down slightly, the moment still caught on. I was about to laugh at the situation, still caught in the moment, incapable to stop screaming.

Suddenly I realised that we are about to pass the tree library where Twilight Sparkle works. Only she is apparently standing outside. We had woken her and Spike up with all the noises we made as we scream in panic along the streets.

“What is all this about?” Twilight pronounced in a slightly annoyed tone of voice, before she saw us coming towards her.

Just before anyone had the time to reply, she found herself lifted up from the ground by her very own set of balloons, leading to her and Spike panicked giving their own version of the noises.